Charlene Sands – The Billionaire's Daddy Test (страница 9)

“My pleasure.”

“It was delicious.” So was she. “I’ll need your address.”

“Six four, six four Atlantic. It’s easy. Apartment ten, first floor.”

He repeated her address, cementing it into his brain, and then opened the door for her. “I’ll walk you to your car.”

It was only a few steps, but he took her hand again, fitting it to his and she turned her leaf-green eyes his way. He melted a little inside. It would be a long twenty hours. “I’ll pick you up at seven?”

“That’s perfect.”

Breath released from his lungs. “See you then.”

He bent his head and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Her sweet taste and softness seared him like a sizzling-hot branding iron.

He shut her car door. As she started the engine he gave her a smile, lifting his hand in a wave. Mia wiggled her fingers back and drove down his driveway, turning onto Pacific Coast Highway.

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